A A7 D
Still got pictures of friends on the wall
A
Suppose we aren't really friends anymore
Bm A
Maybe I shouldn't ever have called that thing friendly at all
D
Get freaked out from a knock at the door
A
When I haven't been expecting one
Bm A A7
Didn't that used to be part of the fun, once upon a time?
Gm
We'll be there at the back of the bar
D
In a booth like we usually were
E E7 A
Every time there was a rocket launch or some big event
D
What a death I died writing that song
A
Start to finish, with you looking on
Bm
It stays between us, Steinway and his sons
A A7
Because it's the ultracheese
D
Perhaps it's time that you went for a walk
A
Dressed like a fictional character
Bm A A7
From a place they called America in the golden age
Gm
Trust the politics to come along
D
When you were just trying to orbit the sun
E E7 A
When you were just about to be kind to someone because you had the chance
A7 D D/C
I've still got pictures of friends on the wall
G G#º
I might look as if I'm deep in though
F#m Bm E Gm A
But the truth is I'm probably not if I ever was
[Solo]
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A7 D Dm
Oh the dawn won't stop weighing a tonne
A A G# G F#
I've done some things that I shouldn't have done
B7
But I haven't stopped loving you once ohhhhh
Compositores: Alex Turner
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